It's hot.

This is a kind of unfamiliar and indescribable restlessness.

Some are difficult to suppress.

Is this "lust"?

Li Heng's long and dark eye feathers slightly raised, his beautiful pupils were stained with the rippling light of desire, and his thin lips seemed to have been ravaged by someone, thinking silently in his heart.

The girl kissed the boy's delicately textured belly under the white shirt, and felt his body tense and tremble slightly.

She held up, raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

——The charm is only at this glance.

"Aheng." Wenruan smiled happily.

"..." The boy's white teeth bit his lips lightly, without saying anything, and never responded.

He was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would be forced to suppress the depths of his throat, similar to the emotional moment... moans would involuntarily overflow.

Ignore her.

It doesn't matter.

Fenghua blinked her eyelashes, her expression turned a little careless, and asked lazy and softly: "Aheng is sixteen years old and has no girlfriend, but she should have normal... needs."

She tilted her head, her charming peach blossom eyes, and maliciously glanced at the slender hands with beautiful lines and white joints. When she whispered between her lips and teeth, the tail sound slowly raised: "So, use your hands?"

"..." What's the problem?

Li Heng breathed slightly, and his beautiful cheeks were filled with a thin blush. He couldn't help but retort: ​​"...no, no."

——He has never used his hands.

This sentence should be said calmly and self-sustainingly, so that it can be imposing. However, the tiny moans overflowing between the thin and bright red lips add a bit of desolate smell.

No?

So he's so well-behaved.

However, Fenghua wanted to tease him on purpose and misinterpret the boy's meaning: "No? Nothing? Haven't you used your own hands, or there is no...required?"

“…”

Li Heng silently turned his face away.

I don't want to pay attention to her anymore.

Fenghua laughed lazily, and a slight hoarse voice came out from the depths of her throat: "Ah Heng is angry?"

She reached out and rubbed the young man's beautiful white ears dyed with crimson, and coaxed her gently: "Okay, don't be angry anymore. I know Ah Heng is a good baby... Well, I have never had that before."

As he said that, the girl's voice suddenly fell down, to the extreme, and penetrated into the boy's ears, seductive: "...so, does Ah Heng want to try it?"

Li Heng's heart trembled slightly, his lips pursed, and he didn't say anything.

"Aheng, do you really not want to give it a try?" the girl continued to ask temptingly.

Li Heng lowered his eyelashes.

...How do he answer this?

Or, how did she want him to answer.

Silence. Fenghua blinked, not caring about the boy's negative attitude of resistance at all. He bent his red lips and said to himself: "There is a saying that silence is the default, right?"

"Aheng doesn't speak, I just treat it as your default?"

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The boy never spoke.

Never answered, nor did they... resist, refuse.

So Her Majesty the Queen is not polite.

The slender and white hands, which were as white as jade, touched the young man's naked and delicate skin in a teasing manner, and the silky touch under his fingertips became hot and burning little by little.

Like vitality, it fluctuates slightly with the gradually heavier breathing.

The hem of the snow-white shirt was pulled out of her black pants, revealing her faint white skin.

Messy and gorgeous.

The next second, the zipper of the black pants slowly went down, making a light and ambiguous sound.
Chapter completed!